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I’d lOve tO see it if yOu dO.

im gonna wri7e worse friendfic7ion now.

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m0d scratch, y0u g0tta pay better attenti0n. m0d shark's bitch (f0rmer m0d karkat) is bullying y0ur m0use pris0ner

Oh, I’m aware and rectifying the situatiOn.

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im gonna wri7e worse friendfic7ion now.

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mod scra7ch...?

ooooh i hear 'im yellin

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1m gonna hold your hand when i 2ay this. that was th3 creepiest thing ive ever re4d.

yeah righ7!!! i 8e7 hes gonna love i7! and i 8e7 mod shark loved i7 7oo!!! i am a good wri7er 8y a lo7! cus i wri7e from 7he hear7!!!!!

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youre sendificating it and everything

"please sir, i, i cant take anymore," mod karkat whimpered, his cheeks flushed royal purple and his bretahing uneven.

they'd been at this for what felt like hours...

but was likely only half of one hours.

the clown could feel his spirit breaking under the unrelenting force. was this how it felt to be like one of is victims, too? being caught in the undercurrent of a highblood's rage. they say the sea is a cruel mistress, and he was in the web of one of her coldest kin.

"we're done when i say we're done," snapped the brutal admiral, in his sleek, pressed uniform that hugged every sharp angle of his elegant body, "you know what you did. you've been a naughty little jester..."

the tinge of german accent to his voice sent shivers down mod karkat's spine. he knew he was truly in trouble, and apologizing wouldn't cut it. no, all of his brattish behavior came back to bite him in the ass. acting like he was the top dog, when he was really just a pretender, a fool masqerading as the king.

he knew that he couldnt deny the very things he preached - after all, violet is regally royally top of the spectrum, above him...

mod karkat wanted to beg for mercy, but as the whip cracked behind him once more, he knew there was no point. nothi9ng satisfies a alternian admiral quite like spilt blood.......

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wowowowoow! youre gonna send i7 7o him? im hornord...... :D

"please sir, i, i cant take anymore," mod karkat whimpered, his cheeks flushed royal purple and his bretahing uneven.

they'd been at this for what felt like hours...

but was likely only half of one hours.

the clown could feel his spirit breaking under the unrelenting force. was this how it felt to be like one of is victims, too? being caught in the undercurrent of a highblood's rage. they say the sea is a cruel mistress, and he was in the web of one of her coldest kin.

"we're done when i say we're done," snapped the brutal admiral, in his sleek, pressed uniform that hugged every sharp angle of his elegant body, "you know what you did. you've been a naughty little jester..."

the tinge of german accent to his voice sent shivers down mod karkat's spine. he knew he was truly in trouble, and apologizing wouldn't cut it. no, all of his brattish behavior came back to bite him in the ass. acting like he was the top dog, when he was really just a pretender, a fool masqerading as the king.

he knew that he couldnt deny the very things he preached - after all, violet is regally royally top of the spectrum, above him...

mod karkat wanted to beg for mercy, but as the whip cracked behind him once more, he knew there was no point. nothi9ng satisfies a alternian admiral quite like spilt blood.......

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iits peeaak...

"please sir, i, i cant take anymore," mod karkat whimpered, his cheeks flushed royal purple and his bretahing uneven.

they'd been at this for what felt like hours...

but was likely only half of one hours.

the clown could feel his spirit breaking under the unrelenting force. was this how it felt to be like one of is victims, too? being caught in the undercurrent of a highblood's rage. they say the sea is a cruel mistress, and he was in the web of one of her coldest kin.

"we're done when i say we're done," snapped the brutal admiral, in his sleek, pressed uniform that hugged every sharp angle of his elegant body, "you know what you did. you've been a naughty little jester..."

the tinge of german accent to his voice sent shivers down mod karkat's spine. he knew he was truly in trouble, and apologizing wouldn't cut it. no, all of his brattish behavior came back to bite him in the ass. acting like he was the top dog, when he was really just a pretender, a fool masqerading as the king.

he knew that he couldnt deny the very things he preached - after all, violet is regally royally top of the spectrum, above him...

mod karkat wanted to beg for mercy, but as the whip cracked behind him once more, he knew there was no point. nothi9ng satisfies a alternian admiral quite like spilt blood.......

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"please sir, i, i cant take anymore," mod karkat whimpered, his cheeks flushed royal purple and his bretahing uneven.

they'd been at this for what felt like hours...

but was likely only half of one hours.

the clown could feel his spirit breaking under the unrelenting force. was this how it felt to be like one of is victims, too? being caught in the undercurrent of a highblood's rage. they say the sea is a cruel mistress, and he was in the web of one of her coldest kin.

"we're done when i say we're done," snapped the brutal admiral, in his sleek, pressed uniform that hugged every sharp angle of his elegant body, "you know what you did. you've been a naughty little jester..."

the tinge of german accent to his voice sent shivers down mod karkat's spine. he knew he was truly in trouble, and apologizing wouldn't cut it. no, all of his brattish behavior came back to bite him in the ass. acting like he was the top dog, when he was really just a pretender, a fool masqerading as the king.

he knew that he couldnt deny the very things he preached - after all, violet is regally royally top of the spectrum, above him...

mod karkat wanted to beg for mercy, but as the whip cracked behind him once more, he knew there was no point. nothi9ng satisfies a alternian admiral quite like spilt blood.......

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D0es m0d karkats daddy d0m rebel fish t0p kn0w ab0ut this l0ve 0f castism

Yeeaah II'd saayy hee's preetty aawaaree

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II'm goonnaa taakee aa shoot iin thee daark aand aassuumee thiis iis aaboouut Mood Kaarkaat. Truust mee, hee dooeesnt speeaak foor aall oof uus.

TF YOU MEAN YOU LOVE MUTANTS YOU FUCKERS ARE PRO CASTISM

... wha7?

WE ARE!?

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TF YOU MEAN YOU LOVE MUTANTS YOU FUCKERS ARE PRO CASTISM

... wha7?

WE ARE!?

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0uit 1nfantalizing 2hat 3rown 4ss 5reak 6f 7ature.

T:3ARS YOUWU ASUWUND:3R

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Awwww. Did Daddy Punish You?

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No.

It's so Tegover

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Wader crashout. Over phone.

It's so Tegover

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I fear oue cneball.

He's gonna tell his mapa on youu lol

i do uot fear auy cneball.